Now that he has found Li Changyuan's location, Zhou Tianbao did not dare to delay, and immediately sent a message to Guan Qinghong's divine sense, who was still busy in the sect:

'Guan Lao'er, the young sect master has found it, and he is in the library pavilion...... Go to bed. ’

didn't dare to say that Li Changyuan read books in his library all night, let alone mention that because Zhou Tianbao was derelict in his inventory, he locked Li Changyuan in the library for a whole night.

Guan Qinghong immediately sent a reply:

"Well, it's okay to have nothing to do, the young sect master has injuries on his body, you take care of it more." ’

'Yes. ’

Subsequently, Zhou Tianbao stepped forward and gently woke up Li Changyuan:

"Young Sect Master, wake up, it's easy to catch a cold on the ground, go back to the bedroom and rest."

Li Changyuan felt that someone was shaking his body, and after looking up and opening his eyes, he was in a trance for a while, and saw the Elder Shouge in front of him.

"Ah, yes......"

I felt like I hadn't slept for long after squatting, and I was sore and tired.

Stretching out his hand to stand up against the wall, the elder of the pavilion stepped forward to take a hand, gave him a hand, and sent Li Changyuan out of the library pavilion. Afterwards, Li Changyuan walked back to his dormitory in a daze, and went into the room to lie down and sleep, without even closing the door tightly.

At noon, a few disciples occasionally practiced swords in the back mountain.

Zhou Yuan was also among them, and several disciples who played well with him practiced swords with him in the back mountain. The back mountain is located at the back of the Refining Pavilion, a position directly behind the main hall of the sect near the edge of the mountain stone. Zhou Yuan got up early today and didn't sleep all night last night.

"Brother Zhou, did you have insomnia last night?"

Several disciples waved their swords, looking like each other, and the disciples on the side glanced at it and saw that Zhou Yuan had obvious dark circles on his face, so he asked curiously.

Zhou Yuan was absent-minded, as if he was thinking about something, his face was a little gloomy, and his expression was resentful.

When a friend asked, Zhou Yuan scribbled in response:

"No sleep, not insomnia."

My friend was speechless, and I thought, isn't this insomnia if I haven't slept yet......

"What's on your mind, which junior sister and sister do you like, let's hear it, we may be able to make a move."

The friend jokingly said, but Zhou Yuan gave him a cold look and responded angrily:

"Just your mind is full of junior sister and senior sister, it's all paste."

"Hey, how can you say that, think about it, there are a lot of beautiful sisters in our sect, and there are a lot of cute sisters, talk about it occasionally, go get to know each other, maybe love will come."

Zhou Yuan didn't bother to pay attention to him, and muttered:

"Shut up and practice your sword."

"Ugh."

Some people are diligent in the back mountain, starting from the sunrise, except for the lunch and evening meal time, the rest of the time is spent practicing swords, sword tricks [Phantom Heaven Hidden Killing Sword], Zhou Yuan is an outer disciple, his status and identity are far inferior to those elites of the inner door, and the resources he can get are far inferior to those inner disciples.

He knew that he was average in talent and could enter the Illusory Heaven Sword Sect, and it was only when the deacon elder happened to look at each other when he was on a mission outside, that he brought himself into the sect.

After Zhou Yuan entered the sect, he gave full authority to the outer sect elders who managed the outer sect disciples, and the deacon elders no longer bothered about it from the first day Zhou Yuan entered the sect, but were busy with other things.

At the beginning, Zhou Yuan was dissatisfied, but after asking other outer disciples, many of them were also brought in by the deacon elders, and they were also the same as Zhou Yuan, on the first day they came to the door, they registered their names, and they were no longer questioned by the deacons and elders after entering the sect.

From the time they came in just now, everyone started from the lowest miscellaneous disciples, and then based on their personal talent and performance, they could be promoted to registered disciples, and then promoted to outer disciples.

Zhou Yuan's own talent is average, but he has a good heart, and the deacons and elders take a fancy to his hard-working characteristics.

But when he entered the Phantom Sky Sword Sect, he still started honestly as a miscellaneous servant.

Until now, Zhou Yuan has never complained, it should be here, he has a full meal, and some simple tasks of the sect, and the disciples go down the mountain to perform small tasks together, and they can get some remuneration. Occasionally, there will be a surplus, which can be sent home to subsidize the family.

Unlike before when I was at the foot of the mountain, I could only work as a small worker in another inn and run errands for others, all because the boss or foreman thought that Zhou Yuan was too young and thought it was easy to bully, so he found a reason to deduct money when settling wages......

In the end, the salary received after a month's work is a problem for even ten days of food and clothing.

Why, why can he get the attention of the deacons and elders, but he is younger than me, and he has no talent, hey! ’

Zhou Yuan was indignant in his heart, and the more he thought about it, the more angry he became, but he didn't think about doing anything stupid.

Last night, Zhou Yuan saw it, and saw that the deacon elder hadn't slept all night, and he didn't know what he was busy with, but then he looked at it from a distance for a long time and found that the deacon elder often ran to Li Changyuan's accommodation. Zhou Yuan knew that the deacon elder was busy all night because of the new kid.

'What is so extraordinary, he is a disciple of the outer sect as soon as he comes, and as soon as we come in, we all start as miscellaneous laborers, running up and down in the sect every day, carrying water, pouring tea, burning fire, and chopping wood. ’

Thinking about it in his heart, the more Zhou Yuan thought about it, the more uncomfortable he became, and he swung a sword angrily, and his friend who practiced sword with the same move was startled by the sound of Zhou Yuan slashing the sword next to him.

"Yikes! Are you alright, so energetic? ”

Zhou Yuan glanced at him and said with a grin:

"It's okay, practice your sword."

……

At noon, after Zhou Yuan finished lunch, he deliberately walked around the sect, but he didn't see the deacon elders, and there was no trace of the new kid.

Based on curiosity, when everyone had a lunch break, Zhou Yuan quietly ran to the door of Li Changyuan's accommodation and walked in to take a look, huh? The door of this kid's room was not closed, and it was still open.

Zhou Yuan couldn't hold it, stretched out his hand gently, quietly pushed open the door, and looked into the house, the layout of the items that could only be seen inside, the bed was surrounded by a cloth curtain tent, and Zhou Yuan couldn't see whether there was anyone on the bed from the door.

Looking back at the outside of the house, no one noticed them, and no one was wandering around.

Zhou Yuan didn't know that it was a ghost for a while, but he was so bold, and when there was no one around, Zhou Yuan quietly pushed the door in and entered Li Changyuan's room.

Tiptoeing slightly, without making a sound, given that he saw the deacon elder running into this kid's room frequently last night, Zhou Yuan was really curious, what was the attraction of this kid's room, or rather, what was the attraction of this kid that could make the deacon elder take such care?

A short distance closer, Zhou Yuan caught a glimpse of someone on the bed.

Suddenly, my heart was beating faster!

But if you want to come in, you might as well go in and take a look, it's a big deal...... Well? He's still sleeping?

Zhou Yuan approached Li Changyuan's bedside and found that this kid was still sleeping in the daytime!?

How can this endure, what kind of person is this, here is the Phantom Heaven Sword Sect, such a big sect, it is a pivotal existence in the Qiu Jin Continent, and the one who can come in dares to be so pretentious to this kid, actually,

You don't practice swords during the day!?

When Zhou Yuan was angry, he saw a glowing thing, which was under Li Changyuan's pillow, it looked like a bronze vessel, revealing a corner, and there were some relief patterns on it.

Zhou Yuan reached out curiously, lifted the pillow a little, and saw half of it, this was the scabbard.

'This boy, put your saber under your pillow?' There is also the question of why his sword looks so strange, such an old style, and the scabbard is still made of bronze. ’

Thinking in his heart, Zhou Yuan was fascinated by the ghost, and unconsciously reached out to touch the texture of the scabbard.

Suddenly, his heart shook, as if this scabbard burst out with a cold and piercing killing intent, just for that moment, Zhou Yuan was cold, a shiver, cold sweat immediately oozed from his forehead, and Zhou Yuan withdrew his hand in a panic.

The action was too big, which disturbed Li Changyuan, but fortunately Li Changyuan was not awakened, Li Changyuan, who was originally lying flat on the bed, was affected by some movement, turned over lazily and naturally, and continued to sleep soundly.

Since Li Changyuan slept as soon as he returned to the room and lay down, the quilt was not covered, and his coat was not taken off, so he simply unbuttoned the chest of his coat and went to sleep directly. After turning over, the position of the waist was somewhat exposed, and Zhou Yuan's eyes were sharp, and he saw it at once.

Feeling unsure, Zhou Yuan stepped forward to take a look at it again, huh?

'Is there any wound on his body, why do you have so many bandages around his waist......

In line with curiosity, the idea of continuing to explore if he can, Zhou Yuan stretched out his hand again, quietly pinched the corner of Li Changyuan's shirt, and quietly and slowly pulled it up.

Push up an inch, and an inch, and an inch......

Peeling it off, Li Changyuan's body was covered with bandages, and Zhou Yuan's heart tightened, what kind of injury did he have, and what kind of injury did he have to be wrapped like this.

"Hmm......"

Li Changyuan turned over and lay down again, and sighed.

Zhou Yuan was startled, and immediately let go and took a half step back, Li Changyuan felt that something was pulling at him behind his waist, and vaguely reached out and patted it, but he didn't touch anything, so he continued to fall asleep.

Zhou Yuan was sneaky, and he was worried in his heart:

'Huh, ......, it's so dangerous, I almost woke up, this kid, I have to go to sword practice, I have to be wrapped in bandages, it's a problem to get out of bed, I admire you, but unfortunately, I just don't know if you really have the ability,...... When you're healed, I'll come to you to see if it's your talent or my hard work! ’

Zhou Yuan made up his mind for himself, and then turned around and quietly walked out of Li Changyuan's dormitory.

But when Zhou Yuan opened the door and stepped out in half a step, he was shocked to find a figure leaning on the wall outside the door, and suddenly looked, it's over, it's the deacon elder!

"Elder, I ......"

"Shhhh

Guan Qinghong motioned to Zhou Yuan not to make a sound, and then beckoned to make a look, asking Zhou Yuan to close the door, go with him, and talk in a different place.

Following Guan Qinghong like this, the two walked for a while, until the back mountain, there was no one here for the time being, and the disciples were all taking a lunch break at this time. Guan Qinghong didn't turn around, looked at the landscape under the mountain rocks, thousands of feet away, and said:

"How do you feel when you see that kid?"

But he didn't ask Zhou Yuan directly, nor did he reprimand Zhou Yuan for why he secretly ran into Li Changyuan's accommodation, but cared about Zhou Yuan's mood. Zhou Yuan lowered his head, frowned, and his mood was a little complicated, and he couldn't tell whether he was lost, sluggish, or unwilling.

In the middle of the night, the warm wind after the autumn breeze blew for a while, and Zhou Yuan said:

"Elder Deacon, why is there such a big difference between cultivators?"

"What kind of difference do you mean?"

Zhou Yuan paused and replied:

"Talent, some people are born with cultivation materials, and those of us who want to change our lives by cultivating against the heavens have to pay several times or dozens of times more effort than those geniuses, and we may not be able to catch up, elder, is it only geniuses who will be valued?"

Listening to his words, Guan Qinghong vaguely guessed that when he was looking for people everywhere in the sect last night, he was noticed by Zhou Yuan, a child, so he didn't feel very comfortable.

In addition, when Li Changyuan came to the sect for the first time, Guan Qinghong swaggered and got very close to Li Changyuan.

These caused a lot of psychological pressure on Zhou Yuan, and more importantly, he was unwilling.

Guan Qinghong originally thought that these performances were seen by Zhou Yuan, and he hoped that he could digest himself, turn his inner unwillingness into the motivation to fight, and better encourage himself to cultivate.

Now it seems that it has added a burden to Zhou Yuan's child.

"It's true that genius is often valued."

Guan Qinghong replied truthfully, he didn't want to lie to Zhou Yuan in the name of comfort, Guan Qinghong wanted Zhou Yuan to know and let him clearly understand that the reality was so cruel.

"But that's it, are you going to give up on yourself?"

Guan Qinghong asked rhetorically, and Zhou Yuan was silent for a long time and did not speak.

Zhou Yuan was struggling in his heart, he knew that his efforts would always be the foil of the so-called geniuses around him, but he didn't want to give up yet, even if he couldn't fight for the first, he knew that he would never be able to fight for the first, since this was the case, then fight for the second, third, and fourth!

No matter how poor it is, survive and strive for some value for yourself.

"At least until my parents leave, I won't give up on myself, I'll try."

Zhou Yuan's answer made Guan Qinghong quite satisfied.

Guan Qinghong understood that Zhou Yuan had always been a strong child, and his talent was not bad, and Guan Qinghong took a fancy to his character, so he wanted to let him enter the Illusory Heaven Sword Sect. As long as the road is not crooked in the future, there will be a place for him in the future on this Qiu Jin Continent.

Guan Qinghong turned around, put one hand on Zhou Yuan's shoulder, and encouraged with a smile:

"Come on, I'm optimistic about every disciple in the sect, including you, it's just that that kid had some accidents recently, and now you know that he is injured, so I have to take more care of him."

Zhou Yuan still seemed to be a little difficult to let go, Guan Qinghong thought that it would be useless to say more, and planned to leave and let Zhou Yuan blow the wind in the back mountain.

Just as he was about to leave, Zhou Yuan called out to Guan Qinghong:

"Elder Deacon, the disciple has a reluctant request!"

Guan Qinghong stopped curiously:

"Say."

"After Li Changyuan's injuries are healed, please allow me to have a fight with him!"

“……”

Fortunately, Guan Qinghong didn't turn around, otherwise he almost didn't hold back his smile and let Zhou Yuan see it. I have to say that the kid who has never suffered a loss is not afraid of the tiger with the newborn calf, and he has to try the gap before he is willing to identify his status?

Well, this can be regarded as Zhou Yuan's way of finding motivation on his own.

Guan Qinghong did not refuse:

"Okay, I've made a note of it, and when Li Changyuan recovers from his injury, I'll tell him."

"Thank you, Elder, Deacon."

Guan Qinghong also did not forget to remind:

"You have to practice more during this time, and tell you secretly, that little plum is very strong~"

"The disciple will never slack off!"

Very satisfied with the performance, Guan Qinghong left with a smile.

In this way, Zhou Yuan has a goal to strive for, but only that 'goal' is still asleep on the bed in the room at this time.

……

Time flies

In the blink of an eye, two months have passed.

Previously, a man in white came to find someone, he called himself 'Zhang', known as Zhang Gongzi, and was stopped outside the mountain gate by the outer gate elders of the Phantom Sky Sword Sect. Fortunately, Guan Qinghong rushed in time when he heard the news to avoid hurting the peace between the two sides.

If it weren't for the fact that the outer gate elder didn't know, Guan Qinghong would have wanted to scold this outer door elder fiercely, and the person who came to visit was not an idler wanderer, he was Zhang Gongzi.

Zhang Wenliang!

That Meteoric Immortal Gate!

However, this kind of information was only known to Qinghong in the Illusory Sky Sword Sect, and without Zhang Wenliang's willingness to take the initiative to explain, Guan Qinghong didn't want to spread the news of the [Falling Immortal Gate] in the world.

The existence beyond the Black River, whether it is for the current Qiu Jin Continent or for the current imperial court, is too early.

Guan Qinghong can probably guess that this great power from the [Fallen Immortal Gate], what he is planning, is still brewing, not the time to lift the altar.

"I have heard the name of my predecessors for a long time, and I have lost my welcome, and I hope to forgive my sins."

As soon as Guan Qinghong came up, he tore away the elder of the outer gate who was blocking the way in front of him, the elder looked confused, watching his deacon be respectful to an outsider, and instantly understood something, and naturally he consciously closed his bad mouth.

Zhang Wenliang didn't give a good face, and looked at Guan Qinghong with cold eyes:

"It's been a long time, and I don't know where Xiaoyou heard about it, the deity just went to travel elsewhere for half a year, but came back and didn't see anyone, Xiaoyou, the roof is not good for cooling?"

Guan Qinghong's heart trembled, it turned out that the other party knew that he was on the roof of that inn from the beginning.

After so many days, the other party didn't break it, it turned out that he knew that he would not attack Li Changyuan, so he turned a blind eye. Now that Guan Qinghong has brought people back to his own sect ...... privately, this Zhang Wenliang is obviously not a good talker, counting the other party's background, Guan Qinghong knows that he can't afford to offend this person.

"The juniors are presumptuous, without the permission of the seniors, take people away without authorization, if the seniors want to blame, please let me bear it alone, and implore the seniors to open up to the Illusory Sky Sword Sect!"

Among the sect members, the elders and many disciples in front of the mountain gate had seen the deacon elder speak so low for the first time, even in front of the sect master, the deacon elder had never done this.

The elders of the outer gate also understood that the visitors were not good, at least, they were the people who could not afford to offend the entire Illusory Heaven Sword Sect.

Zhang Wenliang didn't say anything, the aura around his body was condensed, Guan Qinghong raised his eyes and could see that the air around Zhang Wenliang was collapsing, just the spiritual power that was emitted was already so powerful, fortunately, Guan Qinghong did not perceive the killing intent.

Zhang Wenliang's eyes sank, and the spiritual power around his body instantly exploded!

In an instant, the entire mountain stone of the Illusory Sky Sword Sect was covered by the spiritual power that Zhang Wenliang burst out, and Guan Qinghong realized that this was not spiritual power at all, but the other party's divine sense! Looking at it from the side, I didn't dare to imagine that the other party was just swept by a divine sense, covering the mountains and rocks of the Illusory Sky Sword Sect, with a radius of thousands of miles!

Everyone, silent.

After a while, Zhang Wenliang slowly and calmly spoke:

"Beloved disciple of the deity, according to your wishes, you will rest here, and after three years, you will either send it back or the deity will come and pick it up yourself.

At that time, if there is even the slightest damage, wait for the mountain gate, and the deity will be crushed into ashes. ”

Guan Qinghong immediately responded:

"We'll treat each other like each other."

"Good."

At that time, Zhang Wenliang didn't see Li Changyuan, and left after saying a few words. Within the sect, Li Changyuan, who was wiping his sword in his room, sensed familiar spiritual power fluctuations in a trance, but it was only fleeting.

Li Changyuan thought it was his own illusion, and was stunned for a while, but he didn't pay too much attention to it, lowered his head and continued to wipe his sword.